Hei Yanfeng stood on the edge of the marriage bed, looking at Eleven with a bloodless face, and his good-looking brows couldn't help frowning.

The tip of his right finger glowed with black light, and he quickly reached for the position of the girl's chest, and his whole hand pierced through her flesh and skin, trying to separate Eleven's ghost from the corpse.

Seeing that it was about to separate, the corpse suddenly convulsed, and the yin in the palm of the hand disappeared because of this, and returned to the corpse again, and at this time, the corpse stopped convulsing, if it weren't for the fact that the bed was a little messy, it would not be obvious that the corpse had moved.

"Damn daytime!" Black Yanfeng couldn't help but curse.

He looked at the girl on the bed, took off the bronze medal tied around his waist, gently placed it on the forehead of the corpse, and hung his big hand in the air, injecting spiritual power into the waist card.

The black streamer quickly gathered on the waist card, and in less than a moment, the black light formed the four words of peace in the world, slowly rose into the air, flew towards the girl's sky, and slowly fell, entering her body.

The pale little face gradually took on a hint of warmth.

A white dress appeared in the room, walked to Hei Yanfeng's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "How does it feel to be on the thief ship?" ”

Hei Yanfeng's cold eyes narrowed, and he reached out to pinch Bai Yueshi's neck, the back of his hand was full of raised green tendons, and the whole person was full of bloodthirsty.

"When the white moon was shi, you actually dared to calculate me!"

Bai Yueshi listened to the sound of the other party's gritted teeth, with an innocent face.

"Eleven said, if you want to hide from the world, you have to be dragged into the water, and I am just acting on orders, not to mention, no one forced you just now, you volunteered to perform the soul restoration technique for her."

Bai Yueshi looked at Hei Yanfeng and held her breath, unwilling to speak, squinted her eyes and smiled: "Speaking of doting and loving Eleven, I can't compare to you at all, if Eleven asked you for help at the beginning, I don't believe you would refuse." ”

Hei Yanfeng glared at Bai Yueshi and let go of his hand.

At this moment, there was the sound of light footsteps outside.

"The groom is here, do you think we should make a fuss about the cave room?" Bai Yueshi winked his eyebrows at the black wind and laughed in a low voice.

With a wave of his hand, the thick black iron chain quickly tied Bai Yueshi's body, and without waiting for the other party to react, he directly resisted on his shoulder and disappeared into the room.

At the same time, the door was pushed open, and the night breeze swept into the room, flickering and bringing in a leaf.

Ye Junchen closed the door and walked slowly to the bed.

I don't know if it's because of the clothes on my body, my pale little face has a hint of ruddy.

Fingertips gently outlined her features, gently brushing her hair behind her ears as if she were just asleep.

Ye Junchen lay beside Eleven, holding his already cold and stiff little hands, and slowly closed his eyes, covering the cold light that burst out of his eyes.

In the early morning of the second day, the white lanterns hanging in Dali Temple were replaced with white laying characters, and even the Jiang family also put them on.

Ye Junchen held Eleven's tablet with one hand, and stroked the coffin beside him with the other, with an indifferent expression, unable to see his mood at this time.

The funeral procession was huge, attracting many onlookers.

After Eleven's coffin was completely buried by the loess, there was a trace of emotion in Ye Junchen's eyes.

After following the master for so long, Han Yue could see that the master was extremely sad, but after so many years of forbearance, he had learned how to hide his emotions and not show himself in front of others.